Sadness

Mama said that today was a very sad day. I'm not entirely sure what's going on but I got loads of hugs and kisses today from everyone. Mumsie and Abuela took me to Mama's office and then we all went to Stepping Stones for a while.

Once Mama and I got home, Daddy gave me lots of hugs too. I could sense that they had heavy hearts and could see that they were sad. We went out to dinner and I tried to cheer everyone up by telling jokes and dancing. Mama and Daddy got me 2 kinds of ice cream, vanilla and mint chocolate chip. Mama said that one was hers, but she did a good job of sharing it. They were yummy. Daddy kept trying to steal some ice cream so I had to get the bowl closer to me. Watch the video and see daddy trying to steal the ice cream!

“When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” To this day, especially in times of “disaster,” I remember my mother’s words and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers – so many caring people in this world.”

— Mister Rogers

Santa and I are not BFF's

Mama and Daddy took me to see Santa! I had been practicing my "Ho-Ho-Ho" for at least 15 minutes so I was ready to show Santa my skills. I had seen Santa a few weeks ago with Mumsie and Abuela, but I wasn't in the mood to hang out. Today was going to be the day though. Mama picked out a nice dress and I picked out 3 pairs of shoes (hey, it's a long car ride to the North Pole and who knows what i'd want to wear when i got there). I grabbed some snacks as we ran out the door. Mama played christmas music on the radio and I sang along. I thought my song was better because it was about Mama and Daddy! It's easy to learn. I'm sure you can learn it. You know what, I'll just teach you.

MamamamamamaDaddYmamamamDadadadadamamamamamamdadadadadDADYmamamamamamamdadadadadadDady!mamMA

Pretty catchy huh? I thought so too.

So we get to the North Pole after I sang my song maybe 10 times. Not sure. I can only count to 2 somteimes. It wasn't as cold as Mama said the North Pole is and there were lots of people. We went inside of this huge building filled with people. Mama and I then went to the bathroom so I could change clothes. I decided to put on my silver shoes and I got back into my stroller for the stroll to see Santa. We stood in line behind a little girl with a pretty red velvet dress on. She had on black shoes. I saw Santa so I waved. He sure is popular... there was a whole family trying to sit on his lap! They must be doing their Christmas cards because even the Dad got in on the photo! so funny. The little girl in front was next in line. She only wanted to hug her Mama and didn't want to say hi to Santa. She must have forgotten how to say "ho ho ho". Mama kept asking me what Santa says so there was no way I was going to forget.

My turn! My heart was pounding and my mouth went dry. It didn't help that Mama gave me a goldfish right before it was my turn to talk to Santa. How was I supposed to say "ho ho ho" with a goldfish in my mouth? this was no good. I tried to tell Mama to get it out but she was too busy talking to Santa. Mama introduced us and Santa said "I remember you Emma. I saw you last year, but you were much smaller then". This is true. I'm glad he noticed that I got taller. I'm 33" tall now! I must have been SO little then. I'm glad he remembered me.

Mama then stood up and put me in Santa's lap. whoa whoa whoa people. No one told me i was going to have to SIT on Santa's lap. I just thought I would have to say "ho ho ho". Plus i had that stinkin' goldfish in my moth (although usually totally yummy) it was causing me major issues with getting out my "Ho ho ho's".  So I did the only rationale thing i could think of to get Mama to come back and get me and the goldfish. I screamed and cried and went boneless. Finally, after a million years, Mama and Daddy came back and got me. I stopped screaming and crying and Mama took the goldfish out of my mouth (finally!!). Then she gave me to Daddy and he got me a bottle. I sure was parched. 

Here are some photos that someone took documenting the goldfish incident.